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Back to the Nine Provinces (1) Group, who are still shooting the fighting scenes of the movie!
In the midst of their battle against the relentless demons of the Nine Serenities, the members of the Chat Group found themselves questioning the whereabouts of the characters labeled as 'Secret' in the movie script. Whispers and murmurs echoed through their secret sound transmissions, as they navigated the chaos of the battlefield.
"Where are these mysterious 'Secret' characters that Zenith Heaven Emperor promised?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator exclaimed, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of anticipation. "Surely they must hold some extraordinary power to be kept hidden until now!"
The question lingered in the air, mingling with the sounds of clashing swords and explosive bursts of energy. The group's attention was momentarily diverted from the battle at hand as they speculated about the secret reinforcements yet to make their appearance.
But as the anticipation grew, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. Just as the members were immersed in their discussion, a ripple in space caught their attention. Their eyes widened, and jaws dropped in disbelief as a magnificent space gate materialized before them.
From the depths of the gate emerged figures clad in resplendent robes, radiating an aura of immense power. It was none other than the legendary Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, beings believed to be either dead or gravely injured, long-lost to the annals of history.
The shock that rippled through the members of the Chat Group was palpable. Each member, from Northern River's Loose Cultivator to Su Clan's Seven, Fairy Lychee, and beyond, was struck speechless by this unexpected revelation.
Scholar Drunken Moon, who was always quick to react, exclaimed, "Thirteen Tribulation Immortals?! Are you kidding me?! They're supposed to be dead or crippled!" but just as always no one reacted, this guy still is lacking presence.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator rubbed his eyes, half-convinced he was witnessing a mirage. "Are my eyes deceiving me, or have the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals truly graced us with their presence? This is beyond extraordinary!"
The group was speechless, their eyes wide as they tried to process what they were seeing. Even Su Clan's Sixteen couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine.
Su Clan's Seven, known for his calm demeanor, stared in wide-eyed astonishment. "I never thought I would see the day when the legends of the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals would come alive before our very eyes!"
Fairy Lychee, couldn't contain her excitement, but suddenly remembered something 'Are this the secret characters Zenith Heaven Emperor was talking about?!' she thought. Continuing this train of thought she concluded 'Yes probably they are, after all it fits perfectly to what Zenith Heaven Emperor told us, secret characters that will appear and not know that they are filmed. But ... How did he know the demons of the Nine Serenities will attack at this time.'
After thinking about it more deeply she thought that she found out the truth, 'So this is all a scheme of Zenith Heaven Emperor!'
But while the members of the Chat Group were taken aback by this unexpected turn of events, the demons themselves were equally dumbfounded. The confidence that once emanated from their ranks now wavered, their fiendish eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
"Who are these beings that defy our expectations?" one demon snarled, his voice trembling with a hint of fear.
One of the older ones recognizing them said with a doubtful tone "Thirteen Tribulation Immortals? Are we facing a force beyond our comprehension?"
The demons had never expected to face off against such powerful opponents, in fact they thought they would face a weak opponent. In the end their confidence wavered for a moment.
The battlefield was engulfed in chaos as the Nine Provinces (1) Group and the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals clashed against the demonic horde. The air crackled with energy as powerful spells and martial techniques collided, sending shockwaves rippling through the surroundings.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator, his long hair flowing behind him, moved with incredible agility. He leaped into the fray, his sword slicing through the air with precision and grace. With each strike, he sent demons flying, their wails filling the air.
Beside him, Su Clan's Seven exhibited his unparalleled speed and reflexes. He weaved through the chaos, his dual sabers dancing in a mesmerizing display. His attacks were swift and lethal, leaving a trail of severed limbs and disintegrating demons in his wake.
Fairy Lychee, her elegant figure radiating with spiritual energy, floated above the battlefield. Her fingers traced intricate patterns in the air, unleashing powerful spells that incinerated demons in bursts of flames. Her voice echoed through the chaos, reciting ancient incantations that sent shockwaves through the demonic ranks.
Meanwhile, the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals exhibited their immense cultivation prowess. Each of them possessed an aura of strength that was awe-inspiring to behold. Their movements were fluid and precise, their attacks devastating and unstoppable.
Daozi, the head of the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, stood tall at the forefront, radiating an aura of authority. His presence alone commanded respect, and the other members of the group looked to him for guidance.
Wenzi, Yanzi, Chizi, Yuzi, Yuanzi, Coloured-Glass Scholar and the rest of the esteemed Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, fanned out to surround their comrades from the Nine Provinces (1) Group. Each of them exuded a distinct aura, their cultivation bases formidable and their skills honed through countless tribulations.
At this time Ruism disciples also arrive one after another. Waves after waves of Ruism disciples arrive at the battlefield to aid their leaders in battle.
The first clash between the Tribulation Immortals and the demons is fierce, as the demons charge forward with a frenzy. Daozi, with a wave of his hand, unleashes a devastating wave of energy that tore through the enemy ranks. His sword danced in the air, striking with deadly precision, leaving a trail of fallen demons in his wake.
Wenzi, wielding a whip made of lightning, crackled with power as he lashed out at the demons surrounding him. The crackling electricity surged through the air, searing through their demonic bodies and reducing them to ash.
Yanzi, with his mastery of illusions, created ethereal clones that blurred the lines of reality. The demons, confused by the illusions, found themselves striking at empty air, leaving them vulnerable to his swift counterattacks.
Chizi, a master of fire manipulation, conjured blazing infernos that engulfed the battlefield. The scorching flames danced and leapt, consuming any demon foolish enough to get too close. His fiery attacks were relentless, reducing the demons to charred husks.
Yuzi, with his profound control over water, summoned a torrential downpour that cascaded over the battlefield. The demons struggled to advance, their movements hindered by the deluge. Meanwhile, Yuzi's water-based attacks were swift and precise, striking with the force of a tidal wave.
Yuanzi, a master of earth techniques, created solid barriers of rock that shielded their group from the onslaught of demonic attacks. His sturdy defense provided a crucial line of protection, allowing the other cultivators to focus on offense without worrying about their safety.
Coloured-Glass Scholar, a cultivator known for his profound understanding of formations, weaved intricate patterns in the air. With each stroke, the formations activated, amplifying the power of his allies' attacks and weakening the demons.
Another Tribulation Immortal, draped in flowing robes of ethereal silver, commanded the winds. With a wave of his hand, tornadoes whirled into existence, sweeping away demons in a violent cyclone. His control over the elemental forces was masterful, and his enemies could only watch in awe as he decimated their ranks.
Another one, emanating an aura of icy coldness, froze the battlefield with a mere glance. Frost spread across the ground, encasing demons in solid ice. His control over the element of ice was unparalleled, and he moved with the grace of a winter breeze, leaving behind a trail of frozen destruction.
The remaining ten Tribulation Immortals displayed their own unique abilities, each one a force to be reckoned with. One summoned torrents of fire, scorching everything in his path. Another manipulated the earth, causing the ground to quake and split, swallowing demons whole. Yet another wielded a celestial sword that emitted blinding beams of light, slicing through the demonic horde with ease.